This is what happened.
I work with moderately profound autistic teen-agers who at times can become highly energetic which can quickly morph into unwanted physical contact with those of us who serve them. Suffice to say, patience, intercession and guidance are needed from the Holy Spirit lest I easily react in the flesh.
God intervened one day.
It was during art class that Brendon decided it would be funny to see how I would react when being constantly poked in the nose. My patience was quickly running out. I wasn’t losing my temper; it was rapidly finding me. If my meltdown occurred other autistic students’ backlash could have been much worse.
My downfall was extremely close to the surface when God interceded.
Another aide named Carole told me to go after Raymond who suddenly without warning fled the room and dashed into the boy’s bathroom. (Sometimes Raymond becomes a flight risk). So, I immediately bolted towards the bathroom in search of Raymond.
I found Raymond, who is now in a relaxed state of mind, calmly washing his hands. Moments later we returned to the art class whereupon I saw a very composed and attentive Brandon diligently working with another aide to the simple task at hand.
I quietly guided Raymond to his seat, then went to the back of the classroom and had a silent conversation with God.
God?
Yes?
What was that all about?
With you, your nose, Brandon, Carole, and Raymond?
Yes.
It’s a reminder that I AM sovereign. I know what to do and exactly when to do it.
I know.
But sometimes you forget. So, I told Raymond to dash out of the classroom which led me to have Carole notice you and call your name so you can make haste to the bathroom. Before you arrived in the bathroom, I told Raymond to relax and wash his hands. While you two were in there I instructed Brandon to go to another aide and work softly.
Let me see if I got this straight. You caused Raymond to flee, you put Carole on notice, making me react, made Raymond tranquil, soothed Brandon, and then gave me Your peace…all because I was constantly being poked in the nose?
Yes, I was watching over you to make sure you didn’t have a meltdown which prevented other meltdowns in my children thus causing chaos in the classroom. You see, I have complete and loving control over all my children because of my love. That’s what a good father does. Understand child?
Yes Abba Father. You are truly amazing. Can I use that as a testimony for your Great Commission?
Of course.
I love when God speaks to me face-to-face as a man speaks to his friend.